Okay so definitions first. Caraphernelia is when someone abandons you but leave their belongings behind, which is a fucked up thing to do because it makes you be in pain for god-knows-how-long. And yes I've very recently contracted caraphernelia, but I think I am slowly recovering from it (judging by how many wtfs and fucks I give).
So I'm going to talk about all the things that is probably gonna worsen my case of caraphernelia for a bit, then throw them out/sell them/bunch them in a plastic bag then stick it in the back of the closet. Whatever's appropriate for that item la.
1. Limited Edition Beats headphones. Intended as a gift to him if we reach third anniversary. Now no idea what to do with it so it's just sitting on my shelf collecting dust wtf. Torn between selling it and keeping it so why won't someone make it easier for me and steal it fml. It's expensive stuff. That or I find new guy who broke headphones every few months. Oh wait.
2. His black oversized blazer. When I got it it was a musty, back-of-the-closet blob of thing that took me a while to wash and air-dry and iron wtf. All the trouble for an oversized thing I am never going to wear but stuck in front of the closet doors like a sort of voodoo genie bottle thing. I just realised I had said 'thing' like 3 times in two sentences. So now either I sell it to a charity shop or throw it away or stuff it in the back of the closet. But so sayang all the ironing. wtf.
3. A bunch load of accessories fit for a hippie and a surprisingly nice bow hair clip that is not hippie. Normally if I am given accessories that are not to my liking I will a) give it to someone else ASAP, b) throw it away ASAP, c) dump it in the drawer full of accessories given by other people that I am never, ever going to wear ASAP. Sometimes my mom looked through them and find something she likes. Anyway, I regress. When he gave me those accessories obviously I can't say I don't like them, he put his love in it and I can't throw them away/give them to someone else/dump it in the drawer fml. So I brought it along with me and I displayed it beside my makeup bag and only very occasionally wear that bow hair clip because it's hard to match it to my outfits fml. So that bow clip is the only one I'm keeping. The rest will go into the dump for being so hippie. I don't look that hippie wtf he chose hippie accessories fml.
Okay now that I mention it that doesn't seems like a lot. But then to be fair we were together 1.25yrs and only met like a few times in 3 months. Which is like, not very long considering I am a geologist and to me very long ago is 4.54 Ga yrs, which is when this planet Earth was formed. So thank god for that I guess.
I guess the only thing I can say for myself is I can't hold onto boyfriends, a totally fml fact considering I have so many friends who have been together with theirs for like a zillion years and I am always forever alone no matter how much effort I put in. I also tend to assume boyfriends will totally do a runner and find someone else, which *gasp* they always will. At some point. So I knida need lots of assurance and sense of security. And if your boyfriend keep taking photos being totally surrounded by girls which zomg is like saying see how popularrr I am, you will be insecure and jealous to the max too. So don't say I bring this breakup onto myself okay.
On a side note, I'm going to South Korea next week to open up the tiny slits that are my eyes a little, and if I'm lucky I'll bag myself a handsome oppa. I'm incredibly bad at fishing (geddit?) so most probably not, I need to be very, very, lucky for that. Meanwhile, I am okay with having a fake oppa who is in reality my step-brother. And also a grandpa who is not actually over 40 yet. I don't have that many guys in my life.
